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Chapter 736 Voice
"Don't be nervous, I was just asking casually." Gao Ming continued driving, occasionally glancing at the driver in the rearview mirror: "In gang fights, you're at the forefront, risking your lives at any moment. What do you gain in the end?"

After a long pause, once the driver was certain that Gao Ming wasn't planning to kill him to silence him, he whispered, "We gangsters value loyalty above all else."

"Wansheng bullies men and women, and has done many despicable things. I was almost chopped up and fed to the dogs by Wansheng people. Is this your loyalty?" Gao Ming seemed to be just talking nonsense while driving because he was bored.

Seeing that the driver remained silent, Gao Ming smiled and said, "If I gave you a choice, would you prefer to live in a city without gangs, or would you prefer to stay where you are?"

The driver didn't understand the deeper meaning behind Gao Ming's questions. After racking his brains, he finally decided to tell the truth: "But who will protect us without gangs? Can we rely on those greasy bastards in the city council hall?"

"It seems you also think the gang is doing something wrong, but the city council has failed to fulfill its responsibilities, making you feel unsafe."

"I don't think so." The driver's voice was very low. He secretly glanced at Gao Ming, and his fear intensified. He had been involved in gangs for many years and had seen all kinds of bad people. Guys like Gao Ming, who looked ordinary and spoke slowly, were actually the most ruthless. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe them as perverted.

"The city council is too weak; it's just a puppet of the gangs. All of this needs to change."

After chatting idly along the way, they finally arrived at the sewage treatment center in the third block before lunch. The entrance to the underground water network was welded shut with iron railings. Gao Ming asked a few staff members and learned that the underground water network had been contracted to a cleaning company several years ago. There were only two ways to enter: get permission from the cleaning company and have the iron railings removed; or go to the second block, which is the main entrance and exit of the water network. The cleaning company sends people in and out every day, so the security is not too strict.

I don't have a good impression of the cleaning company Gao Ming. No matter who it is, as long as you pay enough, they will help dispose of the body without any bottom line. However, these guys do have a very high level of professionalism. After disposing of the body, they will even clean the whole room.

"The cleaning company is a powerful force that rivals the night police. Their hideout seems to be in the second block. Could these guys have some kind of connection to the underground water network?"

He found a business card. The first time Gao Ming went to the Second Block, a cleaner saw the bloodstains on his car and forced him to give him a business card.

"I think I'd better go there myself. Maybe Li Sansi lived in the Second District when he was a child, and I can find more crucial clues there."

After refueling the car, Gao Ming avoided the streets where gangs were fighting and took a long detour before entering the second district.

Separated by a high wall, the environment is completely different. The third block is littered with wrecked cars and broken glass, and the shops on both sides are smashed to pieces. The second block is spotless, with people leisurely drinking coffee at the station.

The driver in the back seat looked on with a hint of envy. The wealth of the Second Neighborhood was among the top three of all neighborhoods, but no one knew where their money came from.

"It's hard to imagine that the city's largest garbage disposal plant and sewage treatment center are located in the second block. The streets here are cleaner than my home, and the air even seems to smell nice." The driver, who had been questioned by Gao Ming the whole way, was a little less nervous.

"The more beautiful it looks on the outside, the dirtier it may be on the inside. People usually try to show off what they have the least."

Following the map, Gao Ming quickly arrived at the working-class residential area of ​​the second block. The happiness index of the citizens living here is very high. Not to mention that everyone lives in peace and prosperity, at least everyone can eat their fill, dress warmly, and have their own house to live in.

To judge a neighborhood, one usually looks at how the poorest people live. In this respect, the Second Neighborhood has indeed done a good job.

The journey was smooth as the vehicle entered the depths of the residential area. The surroundings became quieter, and the number of abandoned houses increased. The road remained quiet, but the trees on both sides were no longer green; their branches and leaves had turned black, and large areas of the grass below had withered. The sweet smell in the air was even stronger, to the point of being somewhat nauseating. "The fragrance in the second block is to mask other odors," Gao Ming said, gripping the steering wheel with one hand and observing the abandoned houses with great interest.

After driving another two kilometers, Gao Ming stepped on the brakes.

"Have we arrived yet?" the driver prayed inwardly, hoping that Gao Ming would return the car to him and he could leave quickly.

"Get out of the car, come with me." After looking at the photos taken by Li Sansi, Gao Ming developed a deep suspicion about everything around him. He had opened up two different perspectives of observation in the restricted area, so he wanted to bring an ordinary citizen with him to test some things.

With a pained expression, the driver didn't refuse. Before, when Gao Ming asked to borrow his car, he had insulted and refused Gao Ming, and the consequences were dire.

Holding a map, I walked through the withered bushes. There were no insects chirping or birds singing in this place; it seemed that all living things loathed this place.

The driver lost his anticipation for the second block. He felt a sore throat, perhaps from breathing too much of the air there, and his nasal cavity felt sticky and uncomfortable.

He glanced at Gao Ming discreetly. This pervert who had kidnapped him showed no discomfort whatsoever; in fact, his eyes held a hint of longing, as if he were recalling something.

They hadn't gone far when Gao Ming heard the sound of flowing water. He grabbed the driver and they squeezed through a dark grove of trees, where they saw a black river.

It was filthy, smelled terrible, and was filled with all sorts of garbage, yet it flowed quietly.

At the end of the river is a sewage treatment plant built on the hillside. Black sewage flows into a dark cave. On one side of the cave entrance is a path extending down from the mountain. Occasionally, you can see sanitation workers wearing full protective suits entering the cave.

Silently watching the cave entrance, Gao Ming approached without realizing it. If the driver had seen the photo taken by Li Sansi at this moment, he would have noticed that Gao Ming was standing in the exact same spot as Li Sansi many years ago, except that he was standing in the uneasy dead of night and Li Sansi was standing in the midday sun.

"Did you hear that?" Gao Ming suddenly asked, his gaze somewhat unfocused.

"What did you hear?" The driver asked, puzzled. He covered his mouth and nose and listened intently.

“Someone is calling my name.” Gao Ming pointed to the deep darkness: “It’s in here.”

"I didn't hear that!"

"It's the voices of my adoptive parents, and Aunt Xia's pleading. She begged me not to cut off my brother's arm, saying that the child didn't intentionally throw away my mother's belongings. Listen, my father is speaking too. Why is he in the dark as well?"

(End of this chapter)